Novel & Cerita Jane Austen Novel

In his experience nothing made a poor woman enter his chamber quicker than the idea they had a chance to be a Baroness. He smirked at the thought. They were just sports, when he wanted to settle down he'd be aiming a damn sight higher than the young women who cleaned out his fireplace on a morning. The fact he wouldn't get the remaining bulk of his inheritance until he was married was only a minor irritant at present. Now Athena Thornfield, a woman of the highest recommendation and reputation, would be a new effort. Those green eyes had sized him up and her slender figure, curvy bust and smooth wide pink lips would surely offer many nights of pleasure.

Junior finally decided to resign on his job after his dad agreed to give him a weekly allowance. He didn't resign because he's tired, he did it on purpose to have more time on discovering about what Eliza has been up to at Cambridge before they met each other. Eliza once mentioned to him that Mr. Hugh Darcy his father's second cousin is the one who helped her when she was still new at Cambridge so Junior decided to meet him at his main office in the club he runs at Cambridge

Pride & Prejudice is in the public domain; however, giving credit where credit is due, it is the work of the absolutely brilliant Jane Austen. Anything you recognize is hers, the rest is mine. I'm just taking the opportunity to shake things up a bit. Or rather take the good fortune and coincidence scattered throughout the work and cranking it up a notch or three. Chapter 1

She asked Pearl. Pearl started to say Bukowski but Rhys had ruined that for her. She thought about it and she remembered as a young girl the novel that truly changed her life. "Jane Eyre." She said. "The Brontës. It was Mr. Rochester that truly ruined me. A man and his ghosts. And a woman strong enough to love him despite them." She said. Erik looked at her. It took everything he had to stop himself from telling her right there and then she owned his heart.

Only some notes on the rare existence of Female Alpha's. She must be a legend.....not that am jealous. Having a mate who cares is actually enough for me. SHE ISN'T EVEN HALF AS LEGENDARY AS US. if you say so moonlight. Letting out a loud yawn, I throw the book in my hand in the pile of book already on the floor, lying comfortably to sleep. Today sure went well. †††††††††† AUSTEN'S POV. I catch her scent just in time as she walk through the door, her step halt when she looks around the room.

’ My feet carried me slowly, across the room, my fingertips brushing against the shelves before picking up a book. Persuasion by Jane Austen. Nostalgia hit me like a train. “It's still here…” I whispered, picking up another book. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë. I flipped through the pages, inhaling the faint smell of old papers. “It's all here, Andrew.” I croaked. “I know…” he whispered. “What do you two want?” A haggard voice asked, walking close to us. My eyes landed on a wrinkly figure, a cane to balance her as she walked closer.

And yet the thought of letting her go, of cutting this strange bond between us, made something inside me ache with unbearable pain. When I returned, Lucien was waiting in the courtyard. He studied my expression and knew without asking that I had found no clarity. “You saw your aunt,” he said. “Yes.” “And?” “She gave me just enough to torment me further.” I dismounted, handing the reins to a stable hand. “She said the one I am meant to marry is already near me. That is all.” Lucien’s eyes narrowed. “Then it is Ava. Who else could it be?” I clenched my fists. “If it is her, then I am damned. Because she deserves more than this curse, more than me.”

POV MARIUS Had she gone mad? Jane had dark almond shaped eyes, curly hair, and a small face. She was tiny in every way, yet her chin was lifted and her body firm. She didn’t seem afraid at all; on the contrary, a spark of challenge shone in her eyes, calling me. How, by the goddess, could she dare challenge me like this? Her finger was thin, small, fragile like breaking a twig: easy, quick, and satisfying, considering she was daring me to do it.

What I was surprised to see was a first edition of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. My mouth dropped open in surprise, and I took the note on top. I know you would have loved it if your grandfather had given you the book he religiously gives you as a gift. I am sending this on your behalf because it can't come as a surprise to you. Remember that in spite of everything, I love you; you are my only sister, Chiara. I could not help crying anymore. I took the book with devotion and put it in safekeeping. After that, I watched a Korean drama about a woman who realizes that her whole family, including her husband, ignored her. I sighed and stressed over the woman's decisions, but in the end, she